Chapter 384: Kaguya sama Has Been Sunk
"It's not a weapon, but it can also be considered a weapon."
Hearing Asagiri's serious explanation, Fujiwara Chika felt a little confused. At the same time, she could not help growing curious and subconsciously reached out to investigate.
"Not a weapon? But also a weapon? Is this some kind of riddle? What exactly is it? I can't guess. Let me investigate..."
At that moment, Fujiwara Chika grasped the future.
She froze for a moment.
A few seconds later, she finally reacted.
Her fair face instantly flushed bright red, and she quickly pulled her hand back.
"So... sorry, I... I... that thing..."
Although Fujiwara Chika was also a young lady from a prestigious family, unlike Kaguya Shinomiya, she was only relatively innocent, not completely lacking in basic knowledge. She naturally understood what she had just touched.
Even at such a moment, Asagiri still maintained his usual calmness.
"Couldn't hold back the gun. My bad."
"No, no, no, how could this be your problem, Utsunomiya-san?"
Hearing Asagiri's words, Fujiwara Chika hurriedly waved her hands, pursed her lips, and forced herself to endure her shyness as she said,
"It was me who didn't consider that as a boy, you would have this kind of uncontrollable physical reaction... Is it... very uncomfortable?"
Hearing this, Asagiri chuckled and retorted,
"How did this suddenly switch to a familiar development? If I say it's uncomfortable, won't your next line be that you want to help me solve it?"
"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just..."
Fujiwara Chika raised her hand and tucked her long pink hair back, her eyes filled with shyness.
"I don't know what to do..."
"No need."
Asagiri shook his head, his tone calm.
"Let's solve your problem first. We'll talk about the rest later."
Hearing Asagiri's words and watching him earnestly start helping her adjust the binder again, Fujiwara Chika's breathing grew quicker. Her blood seemed to circulate faster, and she even felt as if her brain had become a little oxygen deprived.
Without thinking, she subconsciously asked the question in her heart.
"Utsunomiya-san, do... do you not have those kinds of thoughts about me?"
Asagiri did not hesitate at all and gave the answer directly.
"I do. Very strongly."
"Then why not let me..."
"Because compared to that kind of thing, I prefer seeing you happy sooner."
Asagiri spoke softly while adjusting the chest binder in his hands.
"Don't you have something you want to achieve? Although I really want to be intimate with you right now, compared to that, I want to see you smiling because your wish came true after putting on the kimono."
His voice remained gentle and serious.
"So before solving this problem, I don't want to waste any time."
"Utsunomiya-san..."
Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika's eyes filled with emotion.
She had never expected that Asagiri, who usually had such an abstract personality and did not even seem very serious inside Dungeons, would be so earnest and careful about her simple wish to look better in a kimono.
"Asagiri..."
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Chika could not help cupping Asagiri's cheeks.
Without hesitation, her lips touched his.
This is... kissing...
Feeling the throb brought by her first kiss, Fujiwara Chika was far from skilled, yet at this moment she showed an extremely strong aggressiveness.
Her arms wrapped around Asagiri's neck, and she leaned forward, pushing him down onto the bed.
"Mmm..."
Fujiwara Chika lifted her head slightly, her long pink hair falling down around her.
A blush appeared on her cute face, and a hazy mist filled her eyes. She stared dotingly at Asagiri's face and asked timidly in a soft, sweet voice,
"I want to kiss again... is that okay?"
"Before we kiss, there's something else you want to say, right?"
Hearing Asagiri's smiling inquiry, Fujiwara Chika, despite being very shy, mustered up her courage and said,
"I love you... Oh my, that's too embarrassing. No, I just want to kiss!"
As she spoke, Fujiwara Chika began her active offensive once again.
However, although the love detective was very strong, the Eroge Shooter was not inferior in the slightest.
Perhaps he was even stronger.
"Mmph... your hand..."
Although Fujiwara Chika noticed Asagiri's little movements, on one hand, she did not mind more intimate contact, and on the other, she was so immersed in the kiss that she did not want to interrupt it.
So she simply let Asagiri be.
However, after a dozen seconds, Fujiwara Chika suddenly let out a soft sound, her body trembling slightly.
"I... I need to use the bathroom... No... I can't hold it anymore..."
Half an hour later, after the embarrassing intimacy had ended, Fujiwara Chika, still flushed, noticed Asagiri staring at her with a smiling gaze and could not help covering her face.
"Don't look at me... It's too shameful... I'm already this old, yet I actually... actually had that kind of reaction... and I even got it on you."
"It wasn't an accident."
Asagiri replied meaningfully.
Then he helped the still weak Fujiwara Chika up, led her to the full length mirror in the walk in closet, and smiled.
"How is it? That's my level."
Fujiwara Chika slightly parted the hands covering her eyes.
When she saw herself in the mirror, she froze.
"Is... is this really me?"
Fujiwara Chika examined herself in the mirror.
There was still a curve, but it no longer pushed the front of the kimono outward. The overall shape looked proper, cute, and elegant, without that awkwardly mature feeling from before.
She could not help saying in surprise,
"You can actually do this?"
After saying this, Fujiwara Chika turned around, stood on tiptoe, and planted a firm kiss on Asagiri's face.
"That's amazing!"
"Yeah. Now you can wear it to the Fireworks Festival, right?"
"Yeah, but..."
Amid her joy, Fujiwara Chika suddenly remembered something.
Her expression became complicated as she murmured,
"But what about little Kaguya... What should I do..."
"Don't worry about that."
Asagiri reached out and pinched Fujiwara Chika's cute, slightly chubby cheeks, saying softly,
"I have my ways."
Several days later, in the evening.
"Ai... is it really okay for me to wear this?"
"Rest assured."
Hayasaka Ai gently placed her hand on Kaguya Shinomiya's shoulder.
Looking at Kaguya Shinomiya in the mirror, dressed in a black kimono, elegant and dignified, looking as cute as a Yamato Nadeshiko, Hayasaka Ai smiled.
"It will definitely be fine. When Utsunomiya-san sees you in this, his jaw will surely drop."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
"Of course not. I'm just cheering you on."
"You..."
"Alright, alright."
Hayasaka Ai, looking like a mother worried sick about her child, smiled and said,
"Let's go. Don't keep everyone waiting."
"Mm..."
Kaguya Shinomiya took a deep breath, then walked to the door of the room.
However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Asagiri leaning against the corridor wall outside.
"Eh? Utsunomiya-san?"
"Vice President."
Asagiri nodded in response.
Then he looked at Hayasaka Ai, who was wearing a pale blue kimono and had emerged from behind Kaguya Shinomiya, and smiled.
"Hayasaka, you go downstairs first."
Hayasaka Ai glanced at Kaguya Shinomiya and nodded knowingly.
"Then I'll go down first."
Hayasaka Ai walked away from the room door.
While feeling happy for Kaguya Shinomiya, a sense of inexplicable loss welled up in her heart.
Her eyes lowered, and her fair right hand, with its pale blue manicure, unconsciously clenched.
Utsunomiya-san didn't compliment me in my kimono...
Well, it's true.
I don't have a special relationship with him anyway.
From his perspective, I'm just Kaguya Shinomiya's personal maid and teammate. Nothing more...
"Hayasaka."
Just as Hayasaka Ai was feeling dejected, she heard Asagiri's voice coming from behind her.
"You look very beautiful in your kimono. I was stunned."
"Huh? Huh!?"
A blush spread across Hayasaka Ai's pretty face.
She turned to look at Asagiri, stammering to hide her shyness.
"You... you guy, keep your eyes on Kaguya. I... I don't need your attention... Wait, what are you looking at now?"
Asagiri's gaze shifted downward.
He looked at Hayasaka Ai's fair feet, which also had pale blue manicures, stepping into wooden clogs.
Then he raised his head, looked directly at Hayasaka Ai's face, and said bluntly,
"Looking at your feet."
"Per... pervert!"
Hayasaka Ai's defenses were completely shattered at this moment.
Blushing, she could not say another word and quickly turned around, leaving as if fleeing.
"How nasty, Vice President."
Hearing Kaguya Shinomiya's flat tone, Asagiri turned around, saw her calm and collected expression, and smiled.
"What's wrong, jealous?"
"Jealous? I wouldn't do something so petty..."
Before Kaguya Shinomiya could finish, Asagiri suddenly took a box out of his coat pocket and handed it to her.
"A gift for you."
"A gift?"
Kaguya Shinomiya took the small box and opened it.
Inside the narrow box was a red ribbon, blooming like a flower.
"This is..."
"Although I know you don't like to dress up deliberately, but..."
Asagiri gently picked up the red ribbon from the box, walked behind Kaguya Shinomiya, and spoke softly.
"Let me tie your hair up, shall we? Don't always wear that widow style outfit every day. Why not try some simple accessories occasionally?"
A blush appeared on Kaguya Shinomiya's face as she tried to maintain her composure.
"Do... do as you like..."
"Oh?"
Asagiri used the red ribbon to tie up Kaguya Shinomiya's beautiful, silky black hair, thoughtfully shaping it into a cute bow.
Then he smiled.
"By the way, as an aside, you look stunning in a kimono too."
"If Hayasaka is bright, youthful, and cute, then you are a quiet, dignified, traditional beauty."
"The moment you came into view, it really took me a long time to tear my gaze away from you."
"You... you..."
Upon hearing this, Kaguya Shinomiya entered a state of extreme overheating, like a program that had stopped responding.
After waiting for a full dozen seconds, she finally spoke in a cute voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"I'm glad you think it looks good…"
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